Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

Ray were two

"Ah --"

sharp pain in her palm brought

face crumpled because of the pain and she withdrew her

stopped by Brody forcibly. "Don't move." he

coldly, frowning.

the pieces out, he had to cut

Would hurt.

pale face of Tracy, and his heart trembled abruptly.

her in such a pain.

"No --"

the knife touched her hand, she withdrew

sharp knife, not to

same time, she tried to take her hand back, but failed, because her hand

while, the blood stained

her eyes, which were full of

"You know it hurts?"

won't cry. It's none of your business. You don't

the last word, she took a leap from the chair to the ground

red by

"Have a seat --"

was sort of

Tracy was much more stubborn

"No --"

shook her

looked at him coldly,

looked at him

stunned. It seemed that he remembered what he was doing after being

ice. He pulled her to a chair and placed

want me to care about

He snorted.

so furious that he tightly pressed

tie you

continued to threaten.

so much and the bleeding

was so dizzy as if she

"A little bit painful..."

with hesitation.

heart skipped a beat when he

little pain flashed through her eyes.

very feeble, but she was

her eyes, Tracy didn't say

you feel painful,

he made up his mind and said.

knife at the wound

open, Tracy stared at the dagger intending to be stabbed into her flesh.

rose from the bottom of his

her own thought was making

her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the wound on

"Hmm --"

palm, Tracy almost let out a scream, but she held it

her teeth, she

"Clap -"

dripped on Brody's hand and made a clear

didn't know whether it was her tears or

hand held the hilt of the knife. He was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on his hand. But soon he

want to give up so easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a few inches

lower lip tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm seemed

feel the knife

twisted from tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body

eyes finally could not help bursting into

cut and bleeding.

cry out several times to stop Brody.

"Idiot --"

that something was wrong with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he stared at the